Before its death
the cloud of fog
first entered the environs
to hit and compete
with the tallest peak
of mean mountain
only then
when failed
it went on
to rather float
along the river’s skin
placid and tender
only then
it felt cold
enough to lose life
and air-kissed the death
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© Prasant Trivedi 2023
Thank you for reading my poetic work.
This one is the briefest work of poem marked with brevity. It has an element of sadness mingled with nature. Hope you would like it.
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Oliver Crawford
I am a writer, poet and a creator. Here to express. I live one day at a time and fill my life with cups of tea, nature and poetry. A companion to good hearts and souls.
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